------SOMEWHERE COLD------(SWC)
The cold wind blew on your face. It was a slight breeze, enough to get you mad. It drifted the snow off the road. There was a huge prison next to the small wooden shed, It had a whole bunch of broken off planks. The road stretched down to the horizon on both sides, enough so you couldn't see where it went. It was bright out from the sun, the sky was white, ting of gray. The only lamp post close to the prison was broken and was on during day but not night. Helpful if you're blind. Or maybe not, since you can't see. Look, The sun drifted out from the clouds that hogged up the light of the sky.
Inside the prison was a solemn number by the name of Fifteen, pouting and kicking at the door. "EY! If you kick that door one more-" The guard threatened Fifteen, as she kicked again just out of spite. He gritted his teeth, then tried to relax himself. He was peculiar, The letter M, he stood strong and never tried to let his guard down. Get it? He's a guard? ahem, Anyways; Fifteen wondered why she was here anyways. "Why am I here.? I was dragged here from my home town." She sighed. The guard looked over, holding his gun in hand, they rose an eyebrow.
"You don't know why you're here?" He had an French accent. "Ah, je n'arrive pas à te croire." They rubbed their temples, "You're like, super powerful or whatever, and our boss is trying to find more of your kind. Algebraliens, right?" Fifteen nodded, They slid down the wall and sat. They pouted in silence for a while before asking the guard. "What was that?" The guard turned to her direction. "What was what?" They questioned her. "The thing you spoke. It didn't sound like English." Fifteen replied. "It's French, I'm not from here that is why." Fifteen realized what they meant. "Oh, that's why you sound so weird." The guard looked offended. "Je te parais bizarre ? Je ne peux même pas!" They exclaimed in French. They started to walk away, "W-Wait, wait, wait!" Fifteen smiled, they gripped onto the bard trying to seem friendly. "I have to go back, will you help me out?" The guard walked up to her, "This stupid prison is for your kind, not happening sister, I get good money." They scoffed, "Please?" She pleaded. The guard looked away for a moment, they blushed, "Here, call me M, and meet me in the girls restroom during lunch." Fifteen sighed, finally, some hope for freedom. "Won't they notice?" Fifteen asked. "Not necessarily, apparently boss found a new breed like yours, less powerful. They should be here in a couple hours before your lunch." Fifteen sighed in relief, thank goodness.
"How do I know I can trust you?" Fifteen asked before M left.
"You don't, you're just going to have to trust me." M replied. " Je n'arrive pas à croire que je fais ça." I heard them whisper as they left.
"I like that kind of attitude." Fifteen smirked, with the sweet smell of freedom following them.
-----The SANATORIUM-----
"Have you even tried to contact Fifteen?" X was upset at the newcomers.
"So, Eleven, Twelve, and Fourteen?" Four smirked. "We could use your help running the Sanatorium." Four said, while X was freaking out about Fifteen. "Four, Fifteen told us she would visit us months ago! I forgot she said that, what if she's hurt?" He wandered, pacing around in the meeting room, It was quite big as the Sanatorium was just a run down bunch of things, It was a orphanage, a grand castle thing.
"Actually, we should tell you something about Fifteen." Eleven added, Twelve nodded.
Eleven, a yellow figure sat down everyone, with their trusty blue Twelve. "So, we've come to help of course, but Fifteen is.." Twelve looked away, "They won't like this Eleven."
"Oh, hush, you aren't sure of that." Eleven sighed. "There is this guy, we are not sure what he is, but he's kinda like a Algebralien. He is very interested in our kind, and trapped Fifteen in this prison for her power."
"WHAT!?" X exclaimed, "Why is this happening?" They questioned. "Don't worry buddy, I'm sure they will be alright."
"Actually, speaking of which, are you two dating?" Fourteen added as a quick side note. "Uh," Four let go of X's hand. The others, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, and Two stared at Four and X. They all began to clamor to each other.
"Called it." Said Five in a sassy way, crossing their legs.
"Well, it's not that surprising." Nine shrugged.
Six shrugged also. "Love is love."
"Aww," Two seemed to adore the two together.
Ten supported them.
Eight and Seven shrugged too.
"Well, I guess it's time we should address this. Me and X are dating." Four held X's hand. He blushed.
"Can you two kiss?" Asked Ten. "Weird, and no." Said Four.
They all laughed, the window showing outside was displaying the snow falling down. "Look!" Four and X smiled, It was February after all, bound to be cold.
-----------Lunch-------------
Fifteen rushed over to the women's restroom. They tried not to seem suspicious. They called out to the bathroom, which was chilly as the tiny window with thick metal bars let the air blow in. It was wet, and damp. The sinks were mostly broken and used. Fun. "M?" She called out once more. "I'm here." M came out of the stall with a small tool kit. Fifteen had this collar around her neck to prevent her from using her powers and tracking her. "So are you planning to use those wimpy tools to get it off? That won't work." Fifteen smirked. "Snarky, but no. This is plan B." He shook the kit around then brought out a button. "Is that mine?" Fifteen asked, M nodded. M shuffled towards them and pressed the button. The collar released, Fifteen touched their neck feeling the freedom as their powers slowly drifted to their veins and back to them. "That's so much better, thank you M." M smiled. "Je t'en prie. And by the way, that means You're welcome in French." Fifteen smiled and laughed a little.
"PUT EVERYTHING YOU HAVE ON THE GROUND." A loud voice yelled, A group of soldiers walked in on them. "AH!" Fifteen yelled as they ducked.
"Wait, I don't have to be scared." Fifteen stood up and turned around. "Hello you," She smiled. "M, Where is this subjects collar?" M looked terrified. Crouching up as they started to cry a little. It was the letter V interrogating Fifteen. "Stand down," A Y looked at them, trying to look fierce, but they were little.
Fifteen reached out and threw the V, Y and others in stalls. "No need to worry about them." Fifteen smiled. She reached out a hand for M. "Come with?" She asked M, They quickly nodded grabbing their hand. Fifteen concentrated on the wall with the bars, opening it up. "C'mon quickly." Fifteen shuffled M and her out of there, closing the wall behind them. It was cold but Fifteen was glad to be out of there.
"C'mon M, We have a while longer to go." Fifteen carried M to a warmer place, in the forest. They built a tent with their materials and hoped for the best, they slept together warm, and in peace. M blushed, "I like this.." They said before drifting off.
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so my plan is that part 2 will be very soon and it'll be about the objects
but the algebraliens get bright time to shine because they need their own arc and they will have their own part and then blah blah objject idk maybe they overcome this disease idk vile thing idk
ps you guys are nerds this onr has double the views from my most recent
anyways :)
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Sanatorium - BFB
HorrorHoping to cleanse himself after the accident Firey decides to venture to a sanatorium for a little bit to clean himself up. Maybe get better in his life. But right now he just needs to leave. But something isn't right about this place..
